[I read Vida’s message out loud, and we sat with that for a beat or two. ‘I thought you said she was childlike,’ Connie said, tossing me the wedge of parmesan cheese.] ‘Kids grow up,’ I said.

Catherine Ryan Hyde, Second Hand Heart (thank you, daisystrange)
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